The beginning of April wasn't the best,
I can’t say much better about the rest,
I didn't do much,
Just moped around and such,
Then the tables slightly turned,
Boxes being packed and bridges being burned,
I’m leaving this God forsaken place,
Speeding my life here to a hurried pace,
I guess I’ll miss all the good times here,
But the way people are is now becoming clear,
I've waited for this for hours and hours,
I guess you could say April Showers Bring May Flowers.
May 25, 2013
May 25, 2013 at 9:15 AM UTC
The beginning of April wasn't the best,
I can’t say much better about the rest,
I didn't do much,
Just moped around and such,
Then the tables slightly turned,
Boxes being packed and bridges being burned,
I’m leaving this God forsaken place,
Speeding my life here to a hurried pace,
I guess I’ll miss all the good times here,
But the way people are is now becoming clear,
I've waited for this for hours and hours,
I guess you could say April Showers Bring May Flowers.
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